#ib!sans

Classic Sans stumbles back a bit at the force of your hug. He quickly composes himself and wraps his arms around you. “what’s goin’ on, hun? did something happen?” He starts to rub your back with a concerned, yet supportive look on his face. 

“there an’t nothing as sweet as you,” he gives you a smug smile before ordering something fruity with a side of ketchup. 

You two sit in an empty table outside of the shop. While you are enjoying your icy treats you notice something.

Sans takes a look at your injured knee with concern on his boney face. 

“that’s doesn’t look good. is there anything i can do to help you feel better, sweetheart?” 

Swap puts in hands to his face and kneels down closer to you, “WHAT AN ABSOLUTE TRAGEDY! I WILL NOT ALLOW NIGHTMARES TO PLAGE MY ONE AND ONLY LOVE!” He is very theatrical about his movements and word choices. It seems he is liking playing the role of Romeo. 

G lazily catches your kiss with one of his boney hands. He smiles almost teasingly, “We can’t have little J staying up all night, can we?” 

“how’s about we lay down next to ya and help ya have sweeter dreams this time, sweetheart?” Classic lowers his body to the ground next to you. The other Romeos follow suit. 

“hey there, sweet heart~” Sans smiles lazily and reaches his arms around you. He is surprisingly fluffy and soft. Just the right amount of squishy goodness. It seems being imaginary has it’s benefits. 

“hey, sweet heart, it’s your mind. my wallet is bottomless,” Sans chuckles a bit at your excited face. He seems very content with you around. “whaddiya want, hun? your fav-”